Prescanned Shakespeare.com
presented by Acoustic Learning
, , , ,
,
When in | the chron|icle | of wast|ed time
, , , , ,
I see | descrip|tions of | the fair|est wights,
, , ,
, ,
And beaut|y mak|ing beaut|iful / old rhyme,
, , , ,
,
In praise | of lad|ies dead | and love|ly
knights,
, , , ,
,
Then in | the blaz|on of / sweet beaut|y's best,
, , , , ,
Of hand,| of foot,| of lip,| of eye,| of
brow,
, , ,
, ,
I see | their an|tique* pen | would have |
expressed
Tx T . T
, , ,
Even such a beaut|y as / you mast|er now.
, , , ,
,
So all | their prais|es are | but proph|ecies
, ,
,
, ,
Of this | our time,| all* you | prefig|uring;
, , , ,
,
And for | they looked | but with | divin|ing
eyes,
, , , ,
,
They had | not skill | enough | your worth | to
sing:
, , , ,
,
For we,| which^now | behold | these^pres|ent
days,
, , , ,
,
Have eyes | to wond|er, but / lack tongues | to
praise.